{ ... the Storks brought you an angel So Sing goddess, Sing for him. } { " If they could only touch his soul to understand " } { And the Shiver whispers: " You forgot how to live; Verviv tnemmoc eilbuo zeva suov " } { No time, No life, No Death, will erase the carvings He may spoil my days and disguise the future, The history is ours. } { And the Shiver whispers: " I'm above, in, and underneath you; Rueiretni L a te suos, sussed ua " } { The mnemonic only brings the clown to meet the nails In his head He finds a book, reads the prelude... but feels the end... Do you cry for him? ...never enough!!! } { And the Shiver whispers: " Do the math for a decade to live chaos for a second " } { ...and a second is wasted, as the previous and the next, making your path Narrower than it could be or should } { And the Shiver whispers: " I am the one writing these words... " } { Will they be the next carvings? }